Interpret:

My Dying Bride

Album:

A Line Of Deathless Kings

he weary creak of my bones 
Exhausted voice, deathly tones 
Arms of lead, skin drawn tight 
No long a princely sight 
Face is gaunt, pale & thin 
Bent and grey and full of sin 


Pass to me 
Wine and song 
For i'll be 
Soon long gone 


Cast me down, upon the dust 
My dry bones remain tombless 
From my life, a rose is grown 
Rains they come. The winds 
Blow 


Winter haunts me 
Nowhere to flee 


Take me back. Young was I 
Within her arms we could fly 
Grey am I, and all alone 
I feel like I'm far from home 


Grace has fled here 
But He is so near 
In shadows lie 
My hopes of life 


Black wings fold me 
In their symphony 
Long the winter nights are 
Grace is so far 


Leaves they fall in time 
Drifting down in time 
Darkness comes, right on time 


Desend upon me 
Wings from above 
Goodbye to lie 
Farewell my loves.